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City of Gold

Bob Dylan
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Bob Dylan


There is a city of gold
far from this rat-race with the bars that hold
far from the confusion, eat's at your soul
There is a city of gold.‎

There is a country of light
Raised up in glory, angels wearing white
Never know sickness, never know night
There is a country of light.‎

There is a city of love
Way from this world, stuff dreams are made of
Fear of no darkness, stars high above
There is a city of love.‎

There is a city of hope
There ain't no doctor, don't need no dope
I'm ready and willing, throw down a rope
There is a city of hope.‎

There is a city of gold
Far from this rat race and these bars that hold
Rest for your spirit, peace for your soul‎
There is a city of gold
There is a city of gold



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